4th DJ-Attempt

Night 3

I didn’t recall any along the day until I opened the refrigerator to see my daughter didn’t buy any other cup of her apparently beloved dessert

…/I open the refrigerator to see my kid brought more cups of the dessert that she didn’t eat for more than a year and are still on the upper corner as a reminder to show her great love for it. I start complaining about that fact with sarcasms/…

Night 4

…/back in my teens, catching up with a friend. He’s talking about his father and how he killed him because of he didn’t want to hear his arguments/…

…/It’s a huge house, I’m walking all around looking for something, possibly recollecting something, not sure. We have to set all in order and there are still two circles left to be finished/…

…/I’m on the street, close to one of the campus of the university of my youth, performing sort of sorcery or ritual with somebody dressed with long hooded clothings. We’re drawing big circles on the floor, with a broom that leaves a line of characters on the floor, turning our body 360 degrees to paint the whole circle with lines that must be perfectly matched in order to have a continuous closed line. It must avoid the evil spirits to come in or something like that. It reminds me an old film about an apprentice that has to spend 3 nights closed in a locked room with a coffin containing the dead body of a witch. I see the signs that form the border of the circle, twist at my will to match their ends. Some characters look like ‘m’s other are just straight lines. I have to finish two more circles of those/…

…/In the kitchen, somebody is washing the dishes and putting them on the dish holder. Turns it downwards and all of the cutlery falls on the floor. I come out of the kitchen and find a coworker is about to get into the bathroom. I stop her to tell something and cannot avoid the impulse to kiss her. She kisses me back and with a gentle push she shows me that she’s in a hurry/…